Danny closes his car door with such force I flinch at the impact. His demeanor hasn’t changed since the wedding. He walks over to my side and opens it for me, helping me out of his truck. I hit the gravel with my heels.
His grip on my hand makes me question the night I’m about to endure. I’m slowly getting disappointed at the sudden change in his behavior. Tonight was supposed to be pure bliss. His return was something we both dreamed about, but something changed in him when I caught him staring at the fire. The hot and cold Danny was back, and I didn’t know how to handle it.
I stand there fixing my dress, next to his truck. The sound of crickets is the only thing that fills the silent tension. Danny’s porch lights are on, and the moon is still glowing bright with no clouds in the sky. It’s a beautiful night, stars twinkling in the sky and it reminds me of the helicopter ride.
I peek at Danny through my short hair tucking it behind my ear. He has his hands in his pockets, looking at his ranch home that’s behind me. His nostrils flared and eyes mysterious. We stand there in silence, and I so badly want to throw questions at him even though he’s shutting me down.
What happened during the rest of his deployment? How’d he get the new scar on his bottom lip? It wasn’t there when he left.
‘Go inside. I’ll meet you there in a bit, I’m going to burn one.’ Danny’s still as the words roll out. His eyes never meet mine.
‘Danny,’ I call out for him, leaning on one side of my body, hand on my hip.
He doesn’t respond. He doesn’t move. The anxiety cripples me.
‘Yes, Cherry?’
My heart flutters and my Danny is back.
‘Is something wrong?’
He finally looks towards me. He gives me a smile that disguises what he’s truly feeling. It’s forceful but I’ll take it. Just by the way he looks at me, I’m sent to a different realm of intense emotion. He takes his hands out of his pocket, walking to me with purpose. I hold my breath, while I watch him get closer. Every step has me stunned.
When he gets to me, he cups my face into his hands and kisses my lips, hard. Our lips move together perfectly and so passionately they fit so well together and never miss a beat.
‘Go inside.’ He breaks our kiss, leaving me breathless and wanting more. It takes a minute for me to open them, and I manage to whisper.
“Okay.”
He drops his house keys in my hand, and I walk away, leaving him reaching into his pocket for smokes.
His house looks the same as when I left it. Rustic wooden floors and there’s a cozy scent filling my nose. I walk towards the living room, letting myself get comfortable. I take off my heels and sit down on the couch.
I experience deja vu as the memories of our first date come back to me. I’m rubbing my feet with my hands as I sit, massaging the soreness from wearing heels. When my hands touch the fabric of his cushions, I remember the first time he obliterated me with his mouth.
So much has changed since then.
I sit in front of his fireplace staring at it contemplating my next move. Something inside of me clicks and my heart takes over. I turn off all of the lights on the first floor. The kitchen. The living room. The hallway to get inside the house. The back porch. Everything is dark like the way I want it to be.
I turn on his fireplace, starting a small fire. Staring at the wood burning I start unzipping the back of my dress. I wanted him to walk in on me.
The fear of him taking notice of my pregnancy sends my nerves flaring. Still, I’m hoping he won’t notice. I wasn’t showing yet. My baby bump was just that. A small bump.
My zipper goes all the way down and I reach for my shoulder strap.
Suddenly, I feel Danny’s breath on my neck.
Whiskey and smoke.
The smell sends my heart pounding. The fact that I didn’t hear him enter his home isn’t surprising.
I would have jumped out of fear, but his presence sends me back into comfort. No worries about Shane creeping in knowing I was right beside Danny. No worries about anything when I’m around him. I’m in my own world when he’s nearby.
‘Don’t let me stop you. I want to watch. I can get off just by watching you undress.’
I continue to undress myself. Still facing the fireplace, I can feel his eyes burning into my back, loving the attention I’m receiving.
I pull over the thin spaghetti strap off my shoulder. The entire dress falls to the floor, and I’m left in my strapless bra and lace thong. I close my eyes tight basking in this moment of vulnerability. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to being naked around him. I felt like my insecurities were always going to seek his approval. But not because of Danny. Because of Shane. Shane abused me whereas Danny worships my body.
“Fuck, I’ve missed this, your perfect body. I’ve missed the way your ass hugged my cock and how much I enjoyed watching you take it.” His hand smacks my ass so hard; my skin flares and it hinders my balance. I reach out for the brick wall that’s above the fireplace to catch myself. My dignity completely gets thrown out the window every single time and I just love the way he possesses my body. The more I let him take from me the more I’m unashamed.
The memories of the shower sex come back and I close my eyes when I remember that night so clearly. He was so hesitant to give in to me… thinking I couldn’t handle him and now look at us.
A high-pitched noise escapes my mouth.
Danny squeezes my ass hard and the pain sends my clit throbbing. I’m addicted to the pain he inflicts. Still wondering how he does this to me. Making pain and pleasure coexist. When he lets go, it sends my ass rippling.
“Turn around, Ari.” He orders.
My breathing begins to rise. I’ve thought about this moment for what felt like forever. These past four months had me questioning his existence. It made me question our whirlwind of a relationship. Was he real? Or was he a figment of my imagination with the way he had me wrapped around his finger so fucking fast? I was longing for his touch. Aching for his attention. Now it was here, and I was in complete euphoria. I’m so in love with this man, it scares me. I’d let him do anything to me. I’d do anything to please him. Even if it meant going back on everything I once believed.
I turn around facing him. My eyes meet his all-black tie and I trail my eyes upwards watching his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallows me in.
He licks his lips, and he lets out a cool breath. I’m mesmerized by his cologne. Just his scent alone has me wanting to smother myself on top of him. The sight of his tongue has me howling internally. His tongue on my slit is all I can think about.
Danny takes off his jacket throwing it on top of his couch. He takes off his shoes, followed by his belt. He’s left in his long black sleeve button-up, pants, and tie.
I reach for the waistband of his pants, eager to rip them off. His big hands grip mine, stopping me from going any further. The sound of his skin clashing against mine sends me into a cloud of confusion. I look at Danny and he clenches his jaw.
“Has anyone touched what’s mine since I’ve been gone?” He growls.
“No.”
Technically another lie and I loathe myself for it. Shane managed to put his hands on me while I was sleeping, cutting my hair off. Touching me without my consent. Terrorizing me. Before my mind wanders, I snap myself out of my worries.
“Good girl.” He praises. He takes off his tie and holds it in his hand. “Open wide baby.” He brushes my lips with his thumb before prying my mouth open.
I hesitate to look at him and then at his tie. I give in to his request. I trust him.
He embraces me closer to his body with his arms behind me, unclamping my bra. It falls to the ground, and I kick it away from the fire that’s behind my feet. The warmth of the fireplace causes sweat to coat every single particle of my body.
He begins to plant kisses, starting from my collarbone down to my breasts. Taking one nipple in his mouth and he bites down hard. My nipples are extremely sensitive to his touch, and I moan.
“What I admire most about you Ari…” he continues to trail kisses after sucking on my breast. His lips softly meet my stomach and I internally freak out. Fear scowls at my insides, scared he’s going to notice the small bloat appearing on my lower belly.
But he doesn’t.
He takes off my underwear as he bends down on his knees, placing his face in front of my dripping wet pussy. My hands snake through his dark blonde hair, gripping it to stop my body from visibly trembling.
“Is how fucking sweet you taste.” He snarls.
He takes me into his mouth and sucks my clit. I moan against his black tie. No warning. I’m in shock he went straight for the spot that has my body shaking.
“Oh, God!” My mouth muffles against the fabric of his tie, the words incomprehensible.
He ignores me. Danny keeps sucking on my clit and I feel my nipples harden. Every single hair follicle stands up across my skin. My stomach is tightening inwards, fighting the urge to scream. My liquids keep flowing outside of me and I feel like I could pass out at this moment, go completely unconscious from the pleasure.
He stops sucking and instead, his tongue flicks across my clit up and down causing my climax to heighten and close to rupturing. He keeps working his tongue on me, electrocuting my clit with destructive sensations. My head falls back against the brick wall, and I moan, soaking in every millisecond of his detrimental movements. I’m about to orgasm and he moves his tongue away from me leaving me in desperation.
His tongue starts trailing down the inside of my slit. My heart begins to pound harder. My feet curl on the ground. He stops consuming me and stands. I look up at him as he wipes my juices off his lips with his tongue.
“Your taste is so fucking divine. No one has ever come close to what you do to me.” He growls in my ear. He grabs the tie out of my mouth and throws it to the floor.
He kisses my lips, and I can taste myself in his mouth. His tongue pries my mouth open, and he devours me, commanding me with his kiss. I follow his aggressive movements trying to keep up. He still manages to completely intimidate me, and I’ve come to accept I will be bowing down to his dark shadows.
With every single swift movement, he tries to deepen his mouth more inside of me and I’m getting lost with no intention to be found. The more aggressive he gets with me the more worried I get for the second heart that beats inside of me.
Our baby he knows nothing about. My maternal instincts go on high alert, and I have to do something before we keep going like this. I can’t afford him to bruise me all over again like the first few times he fucked me into his submissive lover.
“Danny.” I let out a shaky breath, begging him to listen.
His hand goes to my throat and he tightens his grip on the right side of my neck rubbing his thumb across my collarbone.
“Hmm?” Danny hums through gritted teeth, arching his brow.
“I’m in the mood for something more…” I grabbed his thumb, pulling it into my mouth and sucking hard. It sends a deep low growl rumbling through Danny’s chest.
“Vanilla.”
Danny pulls his thumb out of my mouth, forcefully. He looks disappointed and I’m starting to panic.
“I’m not a vanilla man, Cherry. When I fuck you, it’s to break you.” He pauses and looks straight into my soul through my brown eyes.
“Then, I mold you back into place when I’m making you come.” He growls, grabbing my hair, and pulling it into his palm. I wince.
“When I’m fucking you, I send you into a place you don’t ever want to come back from, and then when I’m ready,” he pulls my hair again and I gasp.
“When I’m done imprinting myself on your body, is when I allow you to finish.” He argues.
I bite my lip and I so badly want to let him devour me like he truly wants in his own sadistic ways…
But I can’t.
“Just tonight?” I beg, stalling.
He bites down on his gritted teeth, off and on.
“Is that what you want?” He asks, letting me go, and instead, he begins to caress my cheek, as he starts to back away giving me space and I’m craving for him to come close again.
I nod. My eyes squint at his beautiful ocean eyes.
“Then that’s what you’ll get.” He picks me up in one swift movement. I hook one of my arms as he takes up the upstairs, he’s ravenous against my mouth. Our kisses are full of passion as he holds me close to his chest. His arms are under my thighs as we breathe each other’s oxygen. He carries my body so easily up to his bedroom as I lose myself completely as we kiss.
This was probably his version of vanilla.
It doesn’t take long before we’re in his bedroom. The same bed I fell asleep in by myself when he pulled away from me on our first date. He leans down slowly so I’m on my feet again.
He turns on his lamp when we get to one side of the bed. The light from the lamp illuminated his bed, revealing different shades of black and dark grey sheets.
Danny’s silent as he begins to undress himself. His eyes never leave my body. I sit on the edge of his bed, letting my ass collide with it. My breasts bounce with gravity and the sight makes Danny stiffen.
Danny grabs the opening of his shirt where the tie used to be and rips it open with ease, causing the buttons to dislodge from his shirt and it hits the ground fast, as he watches my breasts the entire time. I suck in a breath, watching his ripped shirt get thrown to the floor. He tore his shirt so easily, as if it was made out of thin paper.
I watch his muscular chest move up and down as he breathes, desperate to have his cock inside of me. The sand clock tattoo written with words in Latin, intrigued me once again and I can’t remember what they mean or say. He did tell me but I don’t recall, I had fallen asleep before I got a chance to hear it.
I can see the beautifully detailed Angels and Demons sleeve tattoo on his arm, veins from his forearm coming out. The lighting from the lamp was just enough to see them. He turns around, his back toward me and I bite my lip watching him. He sways his shoulders back and I can hear the bones in his spine crack. He throws his phone and pack of smokes onto his nightstand.
His massive ghostly, Grim Reaper tattoo stares back at me as always. Tt’s terrifyingly detailed. It looks so real. The longer I stare at it, the more anxious I get. Every time I look at it, it sends shivers down my spine. This is getting ridiculous, how can I be so afraid of a tattoo? It’s silly.
The gaping wound I helped stitch up when I was in Iraq is just another scar. It healed so well I can barely see it now and my heart flutters knowing I helped him recover.
I lean on my elbow, half of my body laying down. He turns back around facing me and he smirks. He pulls down his pants, kicking off his socks.
His large cock springs free. My eyes widen and fear bellows inside of me. This is a sight of him I will never get used to. His Long. Thick. Mouthwatering cock is rock hard and ready to destroy me.
The veins on his dick send me licking my lips. I miss the way he tastes. I miss the way he had me choking on his dick with no remorse on the helicopter.
He pulls his blankets over the bed. The sheets land on the side of my elbow. He lays himself down on his bed pulling me with him. He yanks me on top of him and I’m panting hard.
I love the way his rough textured hands feel against my soft skin.
“You’re going to sit on my cock.” He’s breathing hard, his cool delicious breath blowing against my hair, making it sway. He smells so good.
“You’re going to take every inch of me inside you and you’re going to ride me until you’re screaming my name.” I sit up and he forces me to position myself over his waist, his cock standing up against my clit.
“This is as vanilla as it’s going to get.”
I bite my lip, trailing my palm against his rock, hard concrete abs. I grab his massive cock into my small hand, stroking it. I lift myself up just enough to get myself ready to take him inside of me.
Danny groans and grinds his teeth as I stroke him. He’s so massive in my hand. Pre-come glistens at his opening and I bend, my mouth closes the distance but I stop myself before I give in. I peek up at him and he looks like a beast, eyeing my every moment, eager.
I lick his pre-come clean off his tip and swallow.
‘Fuck.’ He rasps.
Then I rub his monstrous tip against my pussy. I start at my clit, circling it. Danny flexes his thick thighs underneath me, making my whole body jerk forward but I control my balance. He’s growing impatient and I smile with satisfaction.
Then I trail the tip of his cock down my slit and leave him at my entrance, holding him there.
“Tell me.” I breathe out, demanding his attention.
“What?”
“How does it feel knowing I’m yours?” I surprised myself with my own question. The lust I have for Danny takes possession of my body and I lose myself every single time I’m around him. He does this to me.
I want to know what he feels when he’s around me. I don’t ever get much out of him when I pry about his emotions so I’m taking this moment to hold him hostage.
He smirks so sinisterly; I immediately regret my curiosity.
“Fucking heavenly baby.”
Then he pushes his cock inside of me slowly, making me cry out as I take the first inches of him. My attempt to take control of his need completely backfires.
My breathing halts, my chest tightens, and I feel like I can’t breathe from the painful yet remarkable intrusion. His cock slows as he forces his entire length inside of me.
“Damnit baby, I hardly fit inside of you. You’re so tight.” Danny snarls as he watches his dick go in and out of me.
I close my eyes, throwing my head back, holding onto his waist. I begin to bounce on his wet hard cock and he groans with each thrust.
I’m watching him as my short hair falls in front of my face. I’m riding him and I’m enjoying every second as I watch him, watch me with irrational eyes. Our bodies begin to sweat from the heat of our sensuality. The sounds of our indescribable moans fill his room, and I don’t ever want this moment to end.
I’m scared that if I close my eyes too long, he’ll be back in Iraq and I’d be alone in my room again. Fearing for Shane’s return to take my life.
But that was a delusion. Because we’re here together, right now.
Danny’s hand trails to my ass and squeezes it as I rock up and down on his cock. I feel it stretch me once again but ignore the pain and keep going until I’m close to finishing. Each time I move, it’s full of passion. We’re both hot and desperate for each other and our pace changes faster with each needy movement. The way he fucks me, the way he worships me, the way he talks to me… I know he’s holding back his true feelings for me.
Danny’s impatience gets the best of him and he sticks a finger into my ass as I ride him. A loud moan escapes me as he puts it in further.
“Fuck I want to break you so bad, I want to make you cry but I’ll take what I can get.”
His voice sends me into a world of serenity. I can’t stop my rhythm, I pick up the pace, bouncing harder and faster on his cock. Danny’s finger slides out of my ass, and he grips my waist, lifting himself off the bed and now he’s in control.
I stop riding him and I fall forward as he begins to fuck me on his own terms. Every single inch of him slams inside of me. At the same time, I make sure he doesn’t lose control and I keep his strength at bay with my hands, preventing him from giving me pain and protecting my abdominal area.
He’s forcing all of his cock inside me, his hands on my waist and then he hits a spot that sends my head back, and my eyes shut tight.
“Danny!” I scream his name as my orgasm bursts inside of me, shattering my entire existence on top of him. My eyebrows furrow and my teeth shut against each other, as a sharp moan cries out of me.
He hums devilishly, right before he picks up his pace and then he’s grunting hard. He’s filling me up with his come and my body falls on top of him, exhaustion overtaking me.
He slows down his pace making sure I get the full amount of his come inside of me. I’m about to crawl off his gorgeous unreal body but he stops me.
‘This is the way I want you for the rest of my days and nights, full of my come.”
He grabs my chin and brings my lips toward him. My entire body shakes from all the emotions and sore muscles.
He takes in my bottom lip. At first, he sucks on it but then he switches to his teeth, biting down so hard, he draws blood, just like the first time we had sex. He licks the blood off my lips with his tongue and I freeze in complete shock.
“Mm, the color Red, just like a Cherry.”
